"You have indeed earned the right to be in my audience." The profound voice of the Great Demon God Hong Meng echoed his voice in the vicinity of Ji Yuan.
As Ji Yuan walked toward the rising palace that was in front of him, there were hundreds of flashes of light as more and more cultivators were teleported in front of him.
All these cultivators were more formidable than the earlier cultivators that had attacked Ji Yuan and they were staring coldly at Ji Yuan.
Ji Yuan saw a beautiful maiden in white that was standing far in front of him and he was gasping softly to himself; it was because it was Ding Xiaoxiao.
But she had a nonchalant look on her as though she did not know Ji Yuan.
An old cultivator with long beard was also seen next to Ding Xiaoxiao and he was none other than the Great Demon God.
The Great Demon God was a head taller than anyone else and two heads taller than Ding Xiaoxiao.
